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I was reading in these here pages Julie Burchill’s review of Candace Bushnell’s Is There Still Sex in the City? when one of Julie’s pearls struck me like a stiff left jab in the noggin: ‘Those who have persisted in carrying on creakily have become increasingly embarrassing.’ Ouch! Could she have had the poor little Greek boy in mind? Of course not, I told myself, but then again… Never mind. A little paranoia at my age is normal.
I felt better the next day when a Dutch TV crew of five arrived in the Alps to film a programme called How to be a Man. It stars one man, me, and it will be shown on Dutch national television, airing in November. Yippee! Margriet van der Linden, a statuesque Viking-like blonde, a real pro, put me through the ringer.
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